K'yonii Marie Taylor
This motherfucka really died. I wonder how she feel knowin' I didn't cry at her funeral or when she actually died. I thought to myself sitting at my mom's tombstone"Anyways I know I'm not talkin' to shit. But I haven't talked to you in a coo' minute. How you been?" I asked actually waiting for an answer
"I been livin'." I shrugged "Don't take that the wrong way big dawg." She probably slapped the fuck out of me I thought playing with the grass
"And I'm not even finna lie I don't think you dead cause ain't no way in hell I just didn't cry when you died." I said boredly
"And if you not dead give me a sign." I said and paused "I'm not" I heard making me look up "Awl hell nah you play too much this why I don't be visitin' yo ass." I stood up
"I'm not." I heard again "Broooo I gotta stop smokinnnn'." I laughed shaking my head "Aye I'ma come back later. Like when I'm sober or somethin' cause you on some other shit." I said pointing at the grave
"Nope nope nope. Hell nah. God I'm sorry for fuckin' with the dead. I was just asking out of curiosity. If she not dead then hey." I said walking to my car
Over here know a bitch high off her ass got me thinkin' shit like I'm crazy. I thought to myself getting in the car "Maybe I should go buy me a phone...nevermind." I shook my head
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"Why you not answering yo phone? And did you kill your grandma? Oh my God I'm in love with a murder." he bussed in my room then walked out
"Whaaaaat?" I asked with wide eyes while Be your girl- Teedra Moses played in the background then he walked back in
Holding my pillow tight
Sometimes I even touch myself
Imagining your pleasure baby
Next time I see you I'm-"Ignore that last thing I just said. I don't know why I said that. Uhh but yea first two come on chop chop." he snapped his fingers with one hand on his hip while tapping a foot.
"No." I said squinting my eyes. "No to what?" he asked squinting his eyes and I just looked at him with squintes eyes
"Is that a trick question?" I asked and he bussed out laughing "No. All I asked was why you didn't answer yo phone. And yes I said that last thing but it don't matter." he said
"My phone is broke." I said "Oh yeah." he mumbled sitting on my bed "But did you?" he asked "Did I do what?" I asked "Kill your gra-"
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